Chapter 3418: Funeral for Eryi (for tickets)

At the same time Mu Yan plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano fell into white light.
Just listening to the loud noise, the thousands of crickets that were standing at the outermost edge of the Lingbo Hall were turned into cricket powder by this understatement.
Sun Youchang seemed to be choking his throat.
Her mouth was slightly open and her lips were sloppy, but she couldn't say a word.
Mu Yan looked at him coldly: "I'll ask again, where is Yin Chuqing? Are you still alive? If Yin Chuqing has died, then if you have any words or calculations, we don't have to listen."
"Because I want your entire Lingbo Hall to be buried with my second concubine!"
Second son?
Hearing this title, the people at the bottom of Lingbo Temple were stunned.
Even those who came from the Six Leagues and the Seven Sects of the Three Leagues showed a surprised and clear expression.
It turned out that this Lingbo Hall caught other relatives, it's no wonder Xiaoyao City would be so angry.
There was a silence underneath, and Sun was speechless.
Mu Yan's eyes were cold and her raised hand was about to be lowered again.
Even if Yin Chuqing is still alive, it must be dangerous.
An extra delay would bring her closer to death.
Since the threat can't work, then the entire Lingbo Temple is simply leveled.
"Don't! Don't, Yin Chuqing is not dead yet! We will take her out immediately!"
The people in Lingbo Temple were frightened.
They did not bother to consult Sun Youchang, and they yelled and rushed in to lift out the unconscious Yin Chuqing.
The moment she saw Yin Chuqing, Mu Yan's pupils suddenly shrank.
There was a huge gap in the little girl's head, and the wound was even bigger and heavier than the one on Qin Jiu's head.
Her small face was pale and her chest was almost undulating.
Even if she only used telepathy to know her vitality was getting weaker and weaker, she would soon be cut off.
Mu Yan rushed to Yin Chuqing to treat her in a flash.
However, Sun Youchang moved faster than her.
The cold and cruel hand snapped around Yin Chuqing's neck.
With only a little effort, the girl's fragile neck can be completely broken, leaving her with no vitality.
Mu Yan made a move and looked at him coldly.
Sun Youchang laughed lowly: "Yin Chuqing is indeed alive, but it is not far from death. If you want her to live, it is best not to act lightly. She is now a porcelain that will break with a light touch, and the body And the puppets that I planted, even if you really rob someone back, as long as I think about it, she will still die. "
Mu Yan looked at the little girl in Sun Youchang's hand, took a deep breath, and threw a porcelain bottle in front of Sun Youchang. "First let my second wife swallow the healing elixir, and the remaining conditions, I listen to you slowly."
Sun Youchang gritted his teeth with her arrogant attitude.
But the situation is stronger than people.
This little girl is not high, but the power in her hands is too strong, and it makes him eager.
And Yin Chuqing is indeed in a bad situation.
Maybe the next moment you stop breathing.
By then, he would have no chips.
Commanded his subordinates to let Yin Chuqing take the elixir, but Sun Youchang did not dare to leave for a moment.
When it was confirmed that Yin Chuqing's situation had improved slightly, he turned his eyes and looked at everyone present.
"Today I blew [Floating Horn] to invite you to come, mainly to allow you to notarize one thing for me. Yimeng, you are the most respected and hope you will be successful!"
The leader of Luo Yunmeng is a middle-aged man with fluttering beards. His skin is fair and firm, but he seems to be in his early forties, but he is already the peak of the cracked sea.